Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 53
c He rubs them with patience and sweet-oil. He patches The holes that gape ugly from overmuch use.He files down each claw-pointed corner that scratches.He shines them with essence of Bide-a-wee Juice.Tempers to mend ! Tempers to mend!Oh say, are there tempers to mend?Mend them in time, if you wait… … The pungent odor of llie camp-fire drifted downthe swale, and carried with it the savory smellof the cooking supper. All afternoon, the Dia-mond H riders had been arriving; word had beenpassed that a feast would be spread at sundown,in honor of the owner of the Diamond Hranch, who had arrived for…
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